Dude, she knew her leg was on fire and she kept dancing. Bad-fucking-ass.
her cat watched me eat her out... I would use the alternate term for both of those things but it's too weird.
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
i'm not a hellocoptur, but youer in a dorm ans im un a dorm
pre-gaming in the library. just gonna keep going until i'm too drunk to keep working and then i'll be there.
On a scale of one to everyone dying I say let's aim for a 7
you pushed her into a kiddie pool and knocked out her front teeth... and you still managed to get laid. what. the. fuck.
Sorry, but you probably shouldn't come over. I'm too sober for this.
She took a crow from her moms Halloween decorations, taped it to her shoulder, went to the bar and made the guys buy a drinks for both her and the crow.
i don't think they understood the house was collapsing. they kept dancing and jumping and asking for more cups.
So like 5 seconds in I realize I knew him in 3rd grade and I went limp in his mouth. It felt like I just murdered the last unicorn ever. Going straight never felt like an option till now.
God I hope the gutter I die in is nice. You know, for a gutter.
Spent the majority of my senior year drunk. Graduate of 2011, I think 2011. Probably.
On a scale of 1 to 10 how concerned should I be
I'm not the kind of girl that sleeps with someone else's boyfriend. But I'm getting waxed just in case I change my mind...
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